KHERAELD: Blood & Roots.
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The root recites every musing about those who are welded by fluid blood. Maroon ink splatters, branches mutter, and yet we remain—never wounded, for amiability prevails despite the ruins.

SFS & HFW. | @KheraeldRobot.ㅤㅤㅤ
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Maen yok ama Keonho
emang kita punya keonho?
maen sama lia aja nyok eldies
Ama Keonho yok
boleh drop @ bot rumah kaliaaan? lia naak mampir 😆♥️
yaudah th kata keonho main dies
kita punya keonho?
ada tapi kw
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‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍BLEACHED LUSTRE, ✶ ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍  ‍WINTERBOUND TWILIGHT.

A rustle slips beneath the masque, perches comes to abide upon hearts, / discern / genesis / home and haven.

✷ Herein subsists a jovial festive obscured in masquerade, we convene chosen kindred: a menage manor founded upon sapience, tutelary allegiance, and lineal equipoise. Apiece presence therein attain freighted season-bound.


❊ CROWN OF SNOWLIGHT (1998 — 2001)
❊ MISTLETIDE VEIN (2002 — 2005)
❊ HOLLYBORNE KINDRED (2006 — 2009)



(The Midwinter Ball: Masquerade
ㅤSeason.)
✉️ For the chosen umbrae
ㅤmay endure within sphere: the clan
ㅤpickled, roles demarcated, and
ㅤborderline latticed. Veils shall
ㅤwithstand in picket-vigil, luminance
ㅤwill recede, and the house shall
ㅤunbar the doors.


ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ Glacierborne,
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ @Mistlesoir. 🌲


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       (THERE IS A KIND OF SILENCE
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ THAT ONLY AUTUMN KNOW.) 🍁‧₊˚

Not empty, not cold — but full of stories untold, of names we hope to call, of homes we have yet to find. In the rustle of leaves ('&) the fading  warmth of the sun, I find myself longing — not for a place, but for people. For voices that greet with care. For hands that stay.

         𐚁‌ | .. For a family that feels──
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ like shelter.  This letter is for
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𐀶     you,  who might     🍂🖋   
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ be   willing ㅤto  stayㅤ  who         
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ knows      howㅤ to ㅤ listen.

Who has space in their heart to become something to someone. We are in search of a family — not perfect, but present. One that grows together, laughs softly, forgives often. A place where roles are more than names —through days both easy and hard. If you are between the years: Parental Figure (1981—1995), Aunty & Uncle (1996—1999), Oldest Child (2000—2002), Middle (2003—2005), Youngest (2006—2010). Then perhaps we are meant to meet here — in this season of stillness and hope.

Greetings! I come as (Name, Muse, Line, @Username) willing to fill the position as “Parents/Aunty/Uncle/Oldest/Middle/Youngest” ready to take part in a family where presence matters more than perfection. Let this be the start of something meaningful. Thank you!

Please visit @DelaireBot to see the TAKEN LIST. We only welcome those who truly seek connection — not those who come with false names, split hearts, or uncertain intentions. May autumn guide us home.

Warm regards,
POCKET OF DIARY
        —THE DELAIRE ’s.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ  NAVIGATING / THE / VAST / OCEAN
ㅤㅤUNVEILING AN UNCHARTED MARINER


Ocean billows surge like an unrelenting conflagration, assailing with unbridled ferocity. Many a crew member faltered, electing to disembark at the next haven. Yet, we persist in our quest, harboring steadfast hope for one of indomitable spirit, capable of steering our vessel through the merciless tides.

Sibling to uphold its passage,
ㅤㅤㅤBORN IN 1995-2010.


Hail, Delmeist Familie! I (Name & Username), born in (Year), and have chosen (Muse) as my cape. With due reverence, I submit this missive, expressing my wish to join your ranks and sail forth together. Grant me passage, that we may brave the tempests as one. I await your response with keen anticipation.


The Delmeist Dossier you must grasp before setting foot on the ship and embarking on this grand voyage. Once everything shipshape, we're ready to weigh anchor and send your letter to our mailbox: @DelmeistBot. The tides are shifting, and we're waiting for you to sail with us, mate!
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